Once long ago I was picked up by what I thought was a pretty black hooker. This was at the Limelight in Atlanta Ga in 1974. We didn't do sex but we had one hell of a conversation. Good girl just not girl enough.

Never quite understood the attraction to living like this. You're a woman--but you have a dick-- that only just about works, that you have to rub raw just to maintain an erection, much less produce one tiny little squirt of semen.